September 5, 200718 yr Just an introduction that I wrote, I'm not sure where I'll go with this. The strongest memory I have of the end is the noise. Hiding in old, damp concrete bunkers as a young boy, huddled with my mother, cringing and crying out when bombs would detonate above our heads. I remember venturing outside during a rare lull in the war and chaos, and the sight that I beheld still frightens me to this very day. Masses of bodies. No man had taken time to even crudely bury them; they simply laid in massive piles all around. The stench of death was so overpowering it made me vomit, the sight made me cringe and sob... yet, even though it was horrifying, I could not turn my head away. I faintly remember my mother, ordering me to stay inside the bunker, while she ventured outside to look for more supplies. Her disappearance was eleven years ago. Now I am one of the few left on this war-torn world, trying to survive, and searching desperately for others in hope that one day we could rebuild, repopulate Earth's splendor. This is my life after the end. This is my life after the Apocalypse. ----- Constructive criticism and all other comments welcome. : Sig credit goes to ThruItAll. :D
September 5, 200718 yr was a bit doubtful when I saw "Apocalypse" but, it could be very good. Please continue I'll show you how terrifying a true Christian can be!It's Xewleer: ZEW le ar, got it memorized?Hermit of the Varrock Library and its proud guard.
September 14, 200718 yr Nine kittens out of ten. Very, very good start, with realistic descriptions. Continue, and maybe add in some action parts this time around. : The whole thing made me want to hum the tune to "Mad World" for some reason... Here be dragons ^ Dragon of the Day
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